A Photographer's adventure

by Yorkmanic88

Meet Matt Edwards. A 19 year old American photographer who loves taking exotic pictures for a hobby who went to Africa to visit his Grandfather who knows a lot of what goes in Africa. However...does his Grandfather know what's going with two factions who are at each other necks? And what's going to happen to Matt when he gets himself into danger? (Rating may change)

1. Enter Matthew Edwards

(A/N: This is my first story of the Lion King series. I may forget characters from the movie so cut me some slack. I don't own Lion King or any of the characters. Disney does. I own only my OCS. Flames will be ignored.)

Lion King: A photographer's adventure

(Matt's pov)

April 4, 2004

10:30 pm

My name is Matthew Edwards. But you can call me. Matt. I'm a 19 year old American high school graduate who likes to take pictures as a hobby.

Today, I went to Africa to visit my Grandpa, Nicholas Andrews, so that we can check out the animals together. I don't know how long but I hope it's worth the trip. My Grandpa is 58 years old and loves to explore Africa. He used to tell me stories about the circle of life(which I'm still trying to figure out what he meant by that.)and his adventures there. Today I'm going to share that experience with him.

I was walking out of the airport when I see my Grandpa leaning on his jeep. I can tell it's him because of that camouflage cap and camouflage clothes that he always wore. The jeep as another thing I know. Camouflage colored and always that Indian dreamcatcher hanging inside the car.

"Grandpa!"

He sees me and smile.

"Matt! So glad to see you."

"Me too!"

I noticed he was holding a cane and a wounded leg that looked like it occured months ago.

"Grandpa? What happened to your leg?"

His smile drops a little.

"I got into a fight with a lion. He bit my leg and let me tell you it used to hurt before you got here."

"Does it still hurt?"

"Nope. but I have trouble walking and running. So I have this cane to help me do that."

"Hope it gets better soon."

"I appreciate your concern but I can live with it. Now...are you here to stay and start flapping your gums talking or are we going to go and check around Africa?"

"Let's go. I'm so eager to check out Africa that I hope what you said when I was young true." I said with a chuckle.

He chuckles and he leads me to his jeep. I remember going on his jeep when I was a child for road trips and let me tell you those moments were a blast. Anyway, I got on Grandpa's jeep and readied my camera for anything that catches my eye. As Grandpa drove his jeep to his trailer. I started looking around the area seeing a couple of animals like Zebras and Giraffes when I noticed a couple of lionesses walking past Grandpa's jeep. They looked...odd.

They had grey fur and looked scrawny. What surprises me is that the lionesses decided to somehow ignore me and grandpa.

"Uh...Grandpa? Did you see those lionesses?"

"Yeah. Those are outsiders."

"Outsiders?"

"Yes. I don't think I've told you this. But they are two groups you're going to have to be aware of. The Pridelanders are reigning monarch of Africa."

"Lions, right?"

"Right. They are the peaceful and kind lions. Kind of strange if you ask me but you'll get used to it. In fact...if you look over there, that's pride rock. They're home." He said as he pointed at a strange rock.

I looked at the rock and my jaw dropped. They live in there!? I've heard and seen lions go in caves. but they live in a rock!? Wow! So I took a picture of it with my digital camera since it looked so fascinating to see.

"And what about the outsiders?"

My grandpa frowns a bit. Maybe I shouldn't ask him that.

"The outsiders were once members of the Pridelanders who are followers of a former tyrant named Scar. I'd stay away from them if I were you. They are ruthless and will not hesitate to kill you on sight."

"Scar?"

"I'll tell you about him some other time. Talking about him is giving me a headache."

"Or you could be having a heatstroke."

He chuckles and playfully slaps me by the head.

"Wise ass..."

"Is there a reason why those outsiders ignored us?"

"Too be honest...I don't know. They might be on to something. Just stay away from them. I don't want you getting yourself hurt because of your curiosity."

"Sure...whatever you say."

Yeah...I can name a number of incidents that happened because of my curiosity and the number of times I almost got myself killed.

We finally got to the trailer when I noticed another trailer next to it.

"Is one of those trailers for me?"

"Yup. It's the one in the right. I already got your stuff unpacked. Bed and everything. A word of warning: if you hear noises outside in the middle of the night, don't move and stay quiet. Sometimes annoying hyenas wander around here so it's best you lock your door at all times."

"You're joking, aren't you?" I said as I raised my left brow with a confused look.

"Leave the door open and you'll know that I'm not joking."

I flinched of how freaking serious he is and how fake his smile was.

"On second thought, I'll lock the door at all times." I said nervously.

"Thought so."

I got off the jeep as grandpa gave me the key to my trailer. As I got in my trailer, the space was okay. Not big and not small. It's average.

"Well...Home Sweet Home. Better than nothing I suppose."

Tomorrow is going to be a big day and I don't want to miss it.